Opéra Pastille | Musical drama by Christophe Imbs and David Noir
Pastille Opera
Opéra Pastille is a musical black widow that ingests its audience by liquefying its organs after listening. Christophe Imbs and David Noir compose the mandibles.
Bad defeat for a defeated hall | Painted theatre masks on hollowed out spaghetti squash © David Noir
Bad defeat for a defeated room
Why is it that when I walk into a theater, do I want to leave? Why when I randomly open a book, do I look forward to closing it?
The right order of things | Visual concept of a dog head shaped thinking material | Visual © David Noir
Talking to keep quiet
To remain silent would be a decent way of stifling thought, which will always be the painful expression of an order given to oneself by one's own mental bourgeoisie.
Endangered movie fawn | Drawing © David Noir
Voice of Disappearance
Artists die like so many other endangered species. Their territories are restricted, their voices are discreetly silenced.
Anne Dreyfus | Hommage au Grand écart | Montage © David Noir
The big gap
In the theater of degradation... we go to great lengths to chain together beautiful images "in homage to..." At the Generator, we put our strength into the art of creation.
Image of an ass in the form of a self-portrait | David Noir | La Toison dort | Photo © Karine Lhémon
Fencing Diary J-36
"I don't want to be reduced to that," she will say. "It only shows one side of me," he'll counter. "Pretending to be something other than an ass" I'll say.
"The Fleece sleeps" at the Generator | David Noir wanked by Valérie Brancq | Photo © Karine Lhémon
Fencing Diary J-47
The happy exhibition of the penis, flaccid or rigid, as a condition for the free expression of a simple and fulfilled masculinity.
My dead father © David Noir 2009
Cultured nettle
Between denial and rewards, the ordinary little fascism of parental education could be seen in the expressions on my father's face.
The fall of the naked monkey | The primitive actor carelessly precipitated by the official state culture (splash!) | Self-portrait © David Noir
State Culture: National Scenes and Final Solution
When you create in a National Space, you don't meet the public, you meet the State. No artist can seriously claim to be free of it.
Like the petrified institution, the naturalized carcass of an elephant from the Natural History Museum of Bucharest simulates the living | Photo © David Noir
The cultural institution or the art of feeding the gullible middlemen
The paths of art cannot be traced in the footsteps of the voracious institution. Even less so those that only meander along infinite poetic breaks.
